lostthoughts

Better Days ahead

These days I no longer have nightmares as my day dreams are just as bad.

you see I can not tell you the last time I witnessed the son shine.

days turn to weeks to months now months  slowly drift into years.

my biggest fear is you may never know what you mean to me.

today however I find myself in a strange place I'm awake day dreaming on the midnight express train with a one way ticket to Depression.

 

 



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